This is a song about "Crack addicts"

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

They tripping from crack they stash

If it still has a crack

She was wet off the bat

Fuck the comradery with b rate artists

Im a drug you addicted to me like crack addicts

Those words are real not crack,

In the house, holla back

Wonder if they take it all back

Thinking this shit's dope, yaw are on crack.

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

I'm an ironic life instructor, make addicts out of people

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Mostly crack engineering

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack